Mira and Zamian sat silently in the car. The atmosphere wasn't awkward; instead, it was warm and peaceful, with a shared understanding lingering between them. Mira glanced out the window, watching the scenery pass by, her thoughts calm yet curious. It wasn't often she found herself alone with Zamian, and in a strange way, the quiet between them felt reassuring.
"Where are we going now?" she finally asked, noticing that this wasn't the usual route home. There was a hint of curiosity in her voice, but also an underlying note of hesitation. Zamian glanced over at her, his expression steady as he replied.
"To Zami's school. They informed me that they'll be closing early today."
